My sister has been there for me at the most important junctions of my life. She advocates for my art and has flown to my exhibits around the country.
My sister was there when I did my first lighthouse painting. It was of Amelia Island Lighthouse. My excited was tempered by the difficulty in getting to the lighthouse.
It seemed like there was a conscious decision to hide the 67 foot tower.
Surely this caper was a ploy by the US Coast Guard and the upscale neighborhood to keep visitors at a minimum. True to form there were no directional signs for getting to the lighthouse. The GPS was in cahoots with their plan and proved useless in the search. Still the paper map indicated the lighthouse was nearby.
Finally, after noticing a narrow unmarked road, my sister and I discovered the beautiful lighthouse at the road’s end.
Sometime later I learned that the lighthouse was surrounded by private homes and concluded that access was indeed intentionally limited. The city conducts fee based tours to minimize freelancers like myself,
When I am not traveling to or painting lighthouses, I am writing or researching lighthouses.